With four-letter words and violence by the bucketload, Guy Ritchie's gangster flick had everything a 12-year-old boy could want - and it still does Read all the other My favourite film choices When I was 12, all that mattered was the certificate. That little coloured shape in the bottom corner of the video box was the be-all and end-all, and there was a rigid hierarchy: U-rated films were to be avoided at all costs, PG piqued little interest, 12 suggested there might be something in there worthy...
With four-letter words and violence by the bucketload, Guy Ritchie's gangster flick had everything a 12-year-old boy could want - and it still does Read all the other My favourite film choices When I was 12, all that mattered was the certificate. That little coloured shape in the bottom corner of the video box was the be-all and end-all, and there was a rigid hierarchy: U-rated films were to be avoided at all costs, PG piqued little interest, 12 suggested there might be something in there worthy...
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